VERSE 1: (HARVEY) Your friends close, and your enemies closer, I'm gonna give you a lyrical dose-a, I'm the real, i'm a lyrical loaner, loamer, up on the microphone-a, I dedicate this one to the raver, And to the f**k til the party blaze-a, And to the mic my lyric will save-a, baker, ater. YO...
my rhythm, my rhythm, my ryhthm, my rhythm, my rhythm, my rhythm, my flow, when i'm on a high, when i'm on a low, when i'm on a rave when i'm on a roll. x2
Recognise that i'm making my doe, so certain niggas wanna kno the way i role, the way i role is strictly cruise control, until the gold diggers, no its a no go. until the real niggas, so solid hype so, until the haterz watch out your hate. YO, bloaw, another nigga, i wanna get cold, i'm gonna flip, i'm gonna flip into flip mode. i'm gonna blow, u kno i'm gonna explode, so solid crew on the road- unfold, i'm gonna make your body reeling, oh wit the lyrical feeling, wake up, never dreaming, a few G's and we're gleaming, and with the MC others, and the ravers believe in, i'm a dum-a-dum-a demon, i'm a reason, up wit the raving season.
BRIDGE: (KAISH) Top that- i really wanna hit that, harvey's coming back wid another chat, my flows can't test that, test that, but his flows can wreck that, wreck that, DJ Swiss come production, beats and bass lying in erruption. give kaish for all interaction, we come wit da ruff neck action.
CHORUS Why, you wanna f**k wid us? say, why, why, why, why, u wanna f**k wid us? E stands for envious, say, why, why, why, why, u wanna f**k wid us?
Certain things i on my chest, certain things i need to confess, certain things i need to address, gonna make money, so i gotta invest, now i'm gonna out certain niggas to rest, if i kill u then my life's a mess, give me the mic, and let me do whats best, express my mental stress.
when i'm on the mic - hype no contest, give me the vibe, and let me write - i'm blessed. x4
